Lord, let me live a quiet life.
Let me wake to simplicity.
Let me smile at the sunrise.
Let me enjoy simple pleasures.
Let me eat with thankfulness.
Let me drink and be satisfied.
Lord, let me be purified through your Holy fire.
Let me love you more than life.
Let me walk in holiness.
Let me live free from oppressive thoughts.
Let me appear winsome and gracious.
Let me find community and be content.
Then I will be the man I hope to be.
Because you will have made me who I never could have been.
Modern American church-goers believe that God is the God of comfort, beauty, and goodness. But they don’t believe God is terrifying.
The problem is, God is terrifying.
I can already hear imagined skeptics whispering, “Where does the Bible say that God is terrifying?”
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The phrase, “Jesus is the Word,” is a powerful symbol that many books could be (and have been) written to explore. But I want to focus on what it means to us personally.
Of course, it’s important to consider both Genesis 1 and John 1, which explain that the entire world was made through Jesus, and that God made us capable of sin so that we could be reconciled to God through Jesus.
God was not ignorant of the evil we’d commit. He planned for everything before it happened.
But on a personal level, what makes the phrase, “Jesus is the Word,” meaningful to us? Continue Reading
I’ve spent thousands of hours playing video games. Over the course of my lifetime, probably more than 10,000 hours. Some video games log the number of hours you’ve spent on them. Many of the older ones stop counting once you hit 100 hours. I’ve broken that ceiling more than I’d care to admit.
That means I’m really, really good at wasting time. According to the “10,000 hour rule,” I’m a professional time waster.
As I’ve grown older, I’ve spent less time on video games and more time on things that seem to matter to adults. Like mowing grass, and vacuuming, and going to ceremonies boring enough to make a sloth cry.
I go to bed earlier than ever before, and wake up earlier. And with a 1-year old daughter, I’m seeing life through a totally different lens. I’m watching it move at an every-changing pace.
Some days I swear the clock hands are racing each other. The impact on my thought life has been bizarre.
I used to be skeptical of the importance of reading the Bible.
It struck me as strange that a non-religious activity could so impact our ability to worship—especially when I considered how many millions around the world simply don’t have access to the Bible, and aren’t literate.
“Really?” I thought. “Is it so important to read the Bible? After all, doesn’t God care primarily about us connecting with him spiritually?”
Consequently, that skepticism trickled down into my daily lifestyle. A few years back, I noticed the skepticism was at the center of my resistance toward a daily regimen of spiritual renewal, and had thereby become destructive toward my spiritual, emotional, and physical wellbeing.
I decided to read the Bible for thirty minutes every day to understand what was so great about it. I quickly realized Continue Reading
November 29, 2017 art, Definition of Art
I began writing because no one had yet written the story I saw playing out in my head. And I knew that the story I was envisioning would never get told right if I weren’t the one to do it, because who else could see it the same way as me?
No one, of course. That’s the simple truth that pushes every artist to begin creating.
I call it, “peculiar vision.” Everyone has it. Just not everyone has the courage to follow it.
However, even though I could envision what I wanted to bring to life, I had neither the tools nor the understanding of how to make it happen. I knew nothing. And each time I put my hand to trying, I failed so miserably that I nearly quit.
In college, I tried writing a short story.
When submitted to the school paper, the editor patted me on the shoulder and said, “Stick to music.”
If you’re ever in a position to influence other people, never say something like that to an aspiring artist. If I would have listened to that
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Finally, the day I’ve been looking forward to for over 8 months!
FLOOD has been a serious labor of love. It’s my best work yet, and so far readers are saying they can’t put it down. If you want to read a book that comes fast and furious, yet lingers with you for days, pick up your copy today on Amazon for just $2.99, or read for free through Kindle Unlimited.
Here’s the sales copy:
“What if the story of Noah and the ark isn’t what you thought it was? What if, instead of being a story about God’s judgment, it’s actually one of the most powerful illustrations of God’s mercy? Continue Reading
October 17, 2017 noah and the ark
I’ve been fascinated by the story of Noah and the ark since I saw an old white bearded man stuck to a flannel graph above a square boat. Even when I was five, I saw past the cute giraffe head sticking out the window and realized the story was serious stuff.
But there’s so much more to that ancient story than what first seems apparent.
Here are 10 surprising facts you probably didn’t know about the story of Noah and the ark.
Q: “The title for your next full-length novel is Flood: The Story of Noah and the Family Who Raised Him. How much of the book should we expect to be dedicated to Noah’s family?”
A: A lot! As I was studying the Hebrew text of Genesis to write Flood, I found myself most often wondering about Noah’s family, not him. Which makes sense, because Noah is pretty much the only character drawn in detail, while his mother and father are mysteries, and if Noah had siblings, they are never mentioned. Continue Reading
God’s spiritual regeneration imparts a sense of wholeness, a spiritual vibrancy that spills over into every area of life, from the way we butter bread to the way we comfort grieving family members.
But we’re also human beings, and we tend toward living fractured lives with a sense of legalistic dread that spills over into every action, from the way we pray before every meal to the way we behave differently at church as opposed to at home.
The less time I spend immersing myself in prayer and Scripture reading, the more I sense the cracks re-develop in the way I view life.
Business crowds out Godliness, and my automatic expression of love for God dims toward religious repetition. Worship cools from exuberant exaltation to un-felt monotonous monk chants in a corner. Continue Reading